Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Evil 2: Terror in Lemur City ❯ Terror in Lemur City ( Chapter 1 )

Gundam Wing Evil 2: TERROR in Lemur City

Fanfic by Nuki_Yin

Characters by SUNRISE

Inspired by Resident Evil 2 by CAPCOM

(I OWN NOTHING IN THIS STORY!!!)



Duo Maxwell, stepped out of his black Jeep parked in the middle of the
empty street. He cautiously walked up to the strange lump of clothing
on the asphalt...


It was his first night on the job. He was sent out to patrol the urban
area while the veteran cops tended to more important business uptown.
It seemed serious, seeing how many officers had left the Lemur City
Police Station in such a rush. They also hogged most of the police
cars and vans. He was stuck having to take his own vehicle out for
patrol duty. What kind of shit ....?!?!


Oh well, nothing to do with me. The long haired rookie cop thought to
himself. If they're paying me to do kiddie stuff, I'll do kiddie
stuff.


That was another thing. His hair, his 3 foot long French braided hair
HAD to be cut. He's ALWAYS wanted to be a cop---but at the cost of his
HAIR?!?!? What was he thinking? He might have to reconsider EVERYTHING
for the sake of his.... good luck charm.


At least for now he gets to look pimpy with his black L.P.D. uniform.
They had just changed the uniforms' colors to black and gray. Even the
protective gear he donned was jet black. He looked like some comic
book hero.

I'll just say it's a part of MY religion. Duo concluded on the
afterthoughts of his hair. I am SO bright!


Duo was now close enough to the lump of clothing to realize that it
wasn't just clothes lying on the ground. "A body?" Duo uttered to
himself. "Looky we have here? Homicide!" he released a slight grin
and spoke, "I am the God of Death, once more! I get to take on a
homicide."


He cleared his throat trying to sound more professional and strolled
back to his jeep. "I guess I'll call for back up."

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Just a few blocks, on the other side...


Trowa Barton parked his Harley Davison alongside the front of a diner.


He was garbed in solid black jeans, matching v-neck tee, partially
covered by a red leather, sleeveless jacket. The backside embroidery
featured a guardian angel sitting upon a massive pile of missiles
(each representing the number of `kills' Trowa' made---BY FIVE!!!).
The title at the bottom of design was metal lettering saying:
HeavyArms.


(AUTHOR'S NOTE: You didn't REALLY think I'd have my favorite Gundam
pilot wear Claire's outfit?!?! Did you? For shame!)


This was NOT the usual garbing of a `normal' college student from out
of town....

Trowa removed his helmet, allowing the `Unibang' to spring
forward--covering one eye. He placed the helmet along the handlebars
and stepped upon the sidewalk.


"..." he spoke to himself.


The diner caught his attention. He hadn't eaten since his 2 hour ride
to Lemur City from the college. Trowa headed there.

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"Did you hear a word I fucking said, sir?!" Duo yelled at the strange
ill-looking man staggering towards him. "DON'T MAKE ME SHOOT...."


The man was foaming at the mouth and groaning. Hands extended,
reaching for the rookie cop.


Suddenly someone grabbed Duo's leg. He turned, aimed, and fired. His
violet eyes nearly bugged out when he realized that the NOW dead
person who grabbed his leg was the same person that was `dead' on the
road. Before he could make sense of the situation, he turned around
and noticed the groaning man was closer and there were NOW several
more creepy looking people surrounding him and the Jeep.


"Oh shit..." Duo exclaimed as he jumped over the re-dead body and ran
down the street.

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"Sir..." Trowa spoke to the man behind the counter. He felt odd doing
this being that the guy was on the floor eating something. "...excuse
me, sir. Are you alright---"


"uUUUUUgh!" The grotesque man turned around and sounded through his
freshly bloodied mouth. He had another guy in his hands, judging form
the way the other guy was missing an eye---this BASTARD was eating
him.


"Oh... uhm... shit!" Trowa exclaimed as he stumbled back.


The `cannibal' unexpectedly got up and started towards Trowa. He
wanted to snack on him as well. Trowa didn't see this as happening as
he started slinging chairs and tables in the zombies path. Suddenly he
found himself pressed against the dinner window.


"Huh?!" he peered through the blinds and noticed that there
were a dozen crazy, HUNGRY-looking people staring at him groaning and
even howling at him. "Egad! The hell is up with this city!?" Trowa
yelled.


As soon as he turned around the `diner' creep was in his face about to
bite him. Trowa almost released a gasp before knocking the ghoulish
man back a few feet and kicking him in the head. Trowa then flipped
over the scattered tables to make an escape through the rear exit....

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Duo was now blocks away from his Jeep, firing at the countless number
of crazy civilians tottering towards him. "That was a clean shot in
the heart--NO fair!!!" Duo complained as yet ANOTHER piercing bullet
made NO effect to the crazed one of many. "I'm running out of ammo
here...fuck!"


Duo then broke through the crowd and ran down an alley leading to the
other side. When he ran towards first door in the alley, it swung open.
Duo aim---


"Don't shoot!" Trowa yelled as he took cover to the floor.

Realizing that he was possibly `normal', Duo changed aim and fired at
the creepy, bloody guy going after him from behind. The creature
actually seemed to have taken the hit!


"Head shots! Got it!" Duo smirked.


The other crazed people seemed to have taken notice as well as they
suddenly slowed their role and backed up off of the two normal people.

"Hey, buddy! Let's get out here!" Duo spoke to the civilian, extending
his hand.


"...O-kay." Trowa replied to the black-clad stranger, taking his hand.


The two hauled ass down the alley and found themselves in front of an
abandoned police car. Duo turned around and realized that the civilian
was REALLY tall---staring at the red jacket's front pocket.


"Gawd, you're tall." He commented. He suddenly slid across the car's
hood and opened the door. "The keys are still in---Let's go!"


"I'm not tall---you're just short...." He mumbled to himself. 6'4.5"
is a NORMAL height for a 19 year old. He argued in his head. "Okay..."
he complied with the stranger's order and slipped into the car through
the window.

Duo started the car, within seconds, the car was roaring down the
street at a phenomenal speed. "Buckle up." He smiled, gripping the
steering wheel tightly.


"O...okay." Trowa uttered desperately. The force of the speeding car
was crushing him into the seat cushion.


A few minutes later and after Duo PURPOSELY sideswiped a traipsing
zombie near the road, the two strangers decided to have a bit of small
talk...


"You're a cop, right?" Trowa asked


"Well...D-UH!" Duo made a face and laughed. "The name's Duo Maxwell.
First day on the job--SPAZ-tastic, aye?"


The `college student', feeling the wave of nausea go down, responded
with a nod. "I'm from out of town. I don't really have a name, but if
you must call me something--you can call me Trowa Barton."


Duo glanced at Trowa oddly and spoke, "What's your business here? This
place seems awful boring for a college kid like yourself." He soon
added, "Well, at least until this town was taken over by zombies at
least..."


Trowa frowned at the fact that this braided hippie was older than
him--old enough to figure out he was a student AND he seemed out of
place here. "You're right about that. I'm just here to meet with my
brother. He's on the police force here." We were supposed to get ready
for a mission---but it seems as though things are going to be a bit
altered... Damn. He thought to himself.


"Don't worry, fella. We'll be there in no time flat." Duo assured
Trowa as he added more speed to his driving.


The increased velocity of the car was making Trowa REALLY nervous.
"uh-huh..."


Open up the glove compartment, will ya?!"


Trowa opened the compartment and took out a small handgun. "This'll
do..."


"Better take it with you. Who knows what else is lurking around-----"


"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORAH!!!" howled a cop zombie from the back seat. He
grabbed at Duo's arm.


"EYAGH!!!! The fuck!!!!" Duo yelled. He elbowed the ghoul in the face
and swerved the car ALL OVER the place. "Oh shit! Oh shit!"


The zombie grabbed at Trowa's hair. Enraged, Trowa socked the creep in the eye and
pushed it into the backseat cushions. He turned back around to grabbed
control of the steering wheel, seeing that Duo couldn't do it that
well in the first place. "Give me the wheel!!!"


"Dude! You have a license?!" Duo argued trying to retain dominance
over the wheel.


"YES, I DO!!! Give me the BLOODY steering---" He looked ahead and saw
that they were spinning into a light pole. "...!!!"


CRASH!!!


The front of the car hit the pole SO hard that the zombie went
flying through the windshield. A loud crack was heard as his head hit
the pole.


Duo and Trowa shook the stars out of their heads and started to climb
out of the totaled car.

"Are you alright, Trowa?" he asked.


"..." Trowa replied, giving Duo an evil glare. "SOMEHOW this is YOUR,
Officer Maxwell."


"Yeah, yeah, kiss my ass---"


HONK! HONK!!! Sounded a large cargo truck--it was zooming right
towards them.


"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!" They both yelled looking through the rear view window.


"That dork's gonna ram us!" Duo exclaimed trying to release his safety
belt.


"Well... D-UH!" Trowa grumbled as he crawled out of the car through
the window.


It's a good thing that the truck was hauling gasoline. Otherwise it
wouldn't have made such a HUGE explosion---and block off a whole
intersection---AND split the two would-be-allies at different sides of
the city...


"....!!!" Trowa yelled stepping back from the huge flames and mini
explosions of the wreckage. "Officer Maxwell!?"


"I'm fine! Meet me at the police station. Just keep at that direction
you're at!" Duo shouted from the other side.


"..." he sighed. Trowa took off down an alley leading to the downtown
area.


Soon the flames and minor explosions were becoming all too much for
Duo. He fled down the street to safety... uhm.... Away from the
flames---and towards more lurking zombies.